Porcelain doll limbs deep in the forest
Shadow figures dancing in the hall
Wendigos scratching the side of the house
Skin walkers dressed as wolves in the woods
Dark and mysterious
Devils in disguise
Odd sounds in the house
Odd smells beneath the house
Humans who watch paranormal
And are fascinated by the unknown
My favorite memories at my grandparents
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Rose thorns || A Collection Of my Poetry
Puisia whole bunch of my poems since like 2019 also the reason its considered mature is because most of the poems are very deep and/or triggering
